The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 88: Finding a beautiful island at the end of the world, leaving behind worldly affairs

"Imperial decree conferred upon Lin Jian the title of Duke of Yuzhang County, Left Prime Minister, and Governor of Xuzhou..."

"Imperial decree to confer upon Liang Yue the title of Duke of Changle County..."

"Prince Liu Yifu, King of Kuaiji... Liu Yilong, King of Langya... Liu Yizhen, King of Changsha..."

Liu Yifeng's position is as solid as a mountain. He is 28 years old this year. His second brother Liu Yizhen is just over 10 years old and was born to a concubine; his third brother Liu Yilong is seven years old.

The scope of the imperial edict includes not only the direct descendants, but also the troops who came to surrender later, generals, wealthy families, Xie Xuan's branch of the Xie family, the Wang family, the Yu family, the Xiao family, the Wang family of Taiyuan...

Liu Yu played a trick. The official positions of the aristocratic families were high, but the power was basically in the hands of the secretaries from the common people. Then he slowly launched the Northern Expedition and carried out reforms.

The resources controlled by the aristocratic families are too enormous, and their manors are calculated based on several counties. They will be dealt with slowly in the future.

The divine palace and the jade-like tower.

Eighteen dragon-shaped pillars were supported by candles as thick as children's arms, and the room was magnificent and brightly lit.

The palace dinner was lively and noisy, as everyone was celebrating the birth of the new dynasty.

In a corner, Liang Yue and Xu Xianzhi were drinking.

"Master, please stay in Jiankang. Let's create a peaceful and prosperous world together."

Xu Xianzhi was filled with emotion. He left home to make a living in Liuzhuang, but he never expected that he would learn the art of pacifying the world and achieve his current status.

Life's circumstances are truly unpredictable.

"No, I'll leave the rest to you."

After the establishment of the new dynasty, there was basically peace and stability for decades.

This is exactly the life I want.

Wait for the years to pass, and the body will be transformed into a new form.

The music was cheerful and the emperor and his ministers were in harmony.

Although he has succeeded to the throne today, he is still the same eldest brother as before.

Lin Jian's long beard was stained with wine. He put his arms around the shoulders of his brothers and drank together.

"Drink up the wine, refill it, I won't leave until I'm drunk tonight..."

Liu Yu was touched, took off his crown, and joined in the conversation.

"Come on, Third Brother!"

Liang Yue smiled helplessly and joined in.

It seems like yesterday that a small businessman, a knight-errant leader, and a college scholar were drinking and chatting happily under the moonlight at Liang's house.

Time flies, and more than 20 years have passed.

As the wine was flowing, Liang Yue suddenly felt like returning home.

Before leaving, seeing Xu Xianzhi alone, Liang Yue left a few words.

"Envy them, but don't forget your ambition to bring peace to the world."

After saying this, he put down his wine glass and walked away quietly.

"Hahaha... Third brother... Eh? Where are the people?"

Liu Yu came over to greet him.

Seeing that Liang Yue was missing, he asked Xu Xianzhi.

"gone."

Looking at Liang Yue's departing back, Liu Yu felt inexplicably empty inside.

……

The Eastern Palace was in a sloppy state, and all industries were just beginning.

In the courtyard, Liang Yue was holding his little grandson Liu Zuo. The two-year-old child had a snotty nose and looked at his strange grandfather with innocent eyes.

The daughter next to her is pregnant again. The wild girl who used to run around all over the mountains and fields is now a mother, and her expression has become much calmer.

The Sima family gradually withdrew from the mansion, the old people shed tears to the palace maids, and the music troupe was still playing farewell songs.

Liu Yifeng returned from his work at this time.

"Heyun, father-in-law, is everyone here?" Liu Yifu said as he took off his heavy crown. "I have reserved a house in Wuyi Lane. My father-in-law and mother-in-law can live there. Heyun and I can also show our filial piety to them."

Liang Yue waved his hand and declined, saying, "Forget it. Jiankang is bustling and noisy, not as relaxing and comfortable as Kuaiji."

"Yi Fu will just find a secluded place." Liang Heyun was reluctant to leave his parents.

"Forget it." Liang Yue's tone was calm, but his attitude was firm.

The two were helpless, so Liu Yifu had to say, "Father-in-law, please stay a few more days."

That night, the family had a simple meal.

Liang Heyun found Liang Yue and handed over the Huaiyi Knife and Huairen Sword.

"Father, there have been many mundane things to do recently. My daughter has become the Crown Princess and is no longer suitable to be the leader of Changle Sect. Please hand it over to my younger brother. He will definitely be able to handle it."

Liang Jingming seems to be ordinary and low-key, but he is actually the most stable one.

He has studied Jie Kong's Vajra Gong, Zhang Wenzhi's Purple Dragon Gong, Xie Xuan's swordsmanship, and even Professor Liang Yue's Pure Yang Gong, Taiping Shenquan, and Eight Animal Gong.

It's just that I've learned too much and it seems quite slow.

"Okay." Liang Yue was not polite.

My daughter has a man's ambition to achieve great things, but she is not suitable to be the leader of a sect.

Jingming's personality is suitable. He is slow to react to anything and seems dull, but his occasional remarks prove that he has a high emotional intelligence.

The next morning.

The door of Liang Yue's room was wide open. When the two of them went in, they found that the room was empty.

Liang Yue was leading the horse and walking along the busy streets.

He found Xie Lingyun hiding in a corner.

"You are quite good at hiding, kid." Liang Yue scolded with a smile.

"How can I not see the founding of a new dynasty?" Xie Lingyun said with a smile, stroking his beard. In the past four years, he followed his family's advice and married the children of a prominent family, and had a son.

This kid is just like Tao Yuanming and can't sit still. He spends all day traveling and studying poetry.

Xie Lingyun came to the post station to retrieve the ox cart and left with Liang Yue.

The afterglow of sunset, after tomorrow, a new sun rises.

Xie Lingyun looked back at the big city behind him. The golden sunlight shone on the towering city gate. He took out the notebook he carried with him and wrote a line of large characters.

"In the ninth year of Yixi, the Yongchu reign was over, the Song Dynasty was in its new dynasty, and the hermits returned home."

During the plum rain season, it rains heavily.

The road was covered with dust and rain, and the cold carriages and horses were everywhere. The next morning.

Liu Yu sobered up and returned to his original state. He had only indulged himself for one night yesterday. From now on, he would set an example by living a simple and frugal life.

The palace does not need to be repaired, the original one will do.

When the new dynasty was established, the first order was to kill the Sima family.

The Sima people don’t know yet that what awaits them is an unprecedented reckoning.

……

Kuaiji County has now been changed to Kuaiji State.

The roads are clean and the harvest is abundant.

Liang Yue said to Xie Lingyun: "When the new dynasty is established, the Three Wus should prosper for sixty years."

After generations of operation, Jiangnan will become an economic center that is no less than Guanzhong and Jizhou in the north.

"I hope so."

The two came to Liuzhuang.

In Qingshan Garden, there were sounds of men fighting.

When I walked closer, I saw an eighteen-year-old young man who looked 70% similar to the young Liang Yue fighting with a white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man held a wooden sword, and his moves were clever and his responses were easy. From time to time, he hit parts of Liang Jingming's body, but it made a sound of hitting a hard object.

Liang Jingming's skin was light golden, as if he had been coated with gold powder. His skin was hard. Although it was not invulnerable to swords and guns, it could offset 60 to 70 percent of the enemy's strength.

Jie Kong watched from the side with a satisfied look.

After fighting for a long time, Xie Xuan was the one who felt tired.

"No more fighting. You two, father and son, are really monsters." Xie Xuan was sweating profusely, and all the aura of a master was gone. He was so angry that he dropped the wooden sword he had practiced with and ran to the treetop to chat with the Golden Crow.

"Vajra Kung Fu? Haha, thank you, senior. Times have changed."

Liang Yue smiled. His son had finally mastered the Great Circulation Internal Kung Fu, which meant that ordinary people could also master this method.

With generations of research, the era of martial arts is about to come.

The life span requirement for the next life is one hundred and twenty years, which is not that difficult. One hundred and twenty years is almost the limit for mortals, and there have been people who lived beyond one hundred and twenty in history.

"Dad!" Liang Jingming wiped the sweat off his face and walked forward to greet him.

"Jingming, well done."

Xie Xuan said faintly from the tree: "Liu Yu has ascended the throne. From now on, you can... lie down."

The father-in-law Zhu Gongyuan came over and sighed, saying, "My dear son-in-law, I have really admired your vision more and more in the past few years. Wow, you really deserve the credit for following the dragon."

Before he had said a word, Zhu Gongyuan returned to his old ways and asked, "What official title did my dear son-in-law get this time?"

"Duke of Changle County."

"Well, hello, Lord!"

A county duke is equivalent to a first-rank official, which is the ultimate in honorific titles. The next higher is a king, but becoming a king is basically impossible.

Once a minister ascends the throne, he is basically not far from death.

After Liang Yue's death, Jing Ming can also inherit the title.

Wang Ningzhi had just returned from a walk somewhere and came forward to congratulate him upon hearing this.

"Shan Bo, why don't we hold a Qingshan Banquet and have everyone come to celebrate."

Wang Ningzhi couldn't help but sigh that peace had finally come.

I still remember the years when I was a prefect. There was never a day of peace. There were refugees rebelling everywhere, or the Taiping Dao uprising.

The country was much more peaceful in the years after he stepped down. Could it be that, as his wife said, he had hindered the destiny of the Jin Dynasty?

"Okay, let's invite many celebrities and hold a banquet tomorrow." Liang Yue agreed.

"Haha, another grand event."

With the decline of the Xie family and the rise of the Liang family, the Kuaiji Banquet was gradually replaced by the Qingshan Banquet.

It’s just that the Qingshan Banquet has not been held for several years, so it is not that famous.

Inside the Penglai Dan Room.

Liang Yue suddenly appeared, holding a turtle the size of a washbasin and a jar of fasting pills.

"What do you mean?" Sima Daozi was puzzled.

"Recently, a new dynasty was established. The Song Dynasty has been established and the Jin Dynasty has become history."

Hearing this, Sima Daozi's face darkened and his voice became hoarse as he asked, "How should we deal with the Sima family?"

"Kill them all."

Although cruel, it is a reckoning on behalf of the Chinese people.

A great reckoning of the usurpation of the throne, the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, the Invasion of China by the Five Barbarians, the fall of China, and the migration of the elite to the south.

Before Sima, the barbarians had never caused such great destruction and brought such great disasters.

The Sima family was largely responsible for the internal strife, and the Five Barbarians' Invasion was the sequel to the Rebellion of the Eight Kings.

"When Emperor Ming heard about the deeds of our ancestors, he could not help but cover his face in shame, lamenting how long the Jin Dynasty could last. This day can be considered retribution... Are you here to kill me?"

"No. This is a fasting pill. Eat it when you are hungry."

Liang Yue pointed at the pill.

Sima Daozi has eighty years of internal strength. When he transforms the Heaven-stealing Skill into his own, this person will be a great tonic.

Sima Daozi remained silent.

In recent years, he reflected on the past and felt that he had indeed been too busy in those years. The people's strength was getting weaker and weaker, and there is still a mess until now. Perhaps future generations can remedy it.

The moon is bright, the sky is blue, and a cool breeze blows through the bamboo forest.

Liang Yue went back to see his wife and said, "Yingtai, we can go traveling now."

"How long?"

"I don't know. I'll swim until I have enough fun."

Zhu Yingtai thought it was a good idea.

"So where are we going? What are we doing?"

Liang Yue looked out the window, his eyes like morning stars, and said:
"You can go anywhere, find a beautiful island at the end of the world, and stop worrying about worldly matters."

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(End of this chapter)